Today we left Margaret River and headed back to Perth to catch a flight to Melbourne. The day started well with Wills saying goodbye to all the animals on the farm and had one last go on the swing and hammock.

The drive back to Perth was a long, three hour journey made even longer for all of us by the reappearance of the Devil Child. After being in hibernation for a few days he decided to truly excel himself by shouting pretty much all of the journey, throwing his favourite bear, Tolo, on the floor every two minutes, telling Daddy not to speak to Mummy, and generally being obnoxious. Just as we realised we were pretty pushed for time to catch our flight, he decided to vomit all down himself. As you can imagine, this left us less than enthusiastic about the four hour flight to Melbourne.

However, we managed to arrive at the airport in time, get through security pretty smoothly and then board the plane without too much hassle. Surprisingly, given his form in the morning, William was an excellent passenger – he sat quietly, ate his meal and flirted with the air hostesses – much to Mummy and Daddy’s relief!

Having arrived in Melbourne, we had to deal with yet another challenge in that the travel agent had mucked up our airport transfer. Despite us having to wait another hour while it was sorted, Wills was extremely good and waited patiently.

It was certainly a day of two halves and in the end The Boy redeemed himself!